Note: Hello! This is my first Guilty Gear fic so don't be too harsh if I mess stuff up. Also, I only have Guilty Gear X2 so I don't know story stuff as well as others do. And I'm probably going to use character POV a lot so make sure you realize when the POV changes so you don't get confused. Lastly, don't get mad at all the stuff I assume.

Disclaimer/Claimer: I don't own Guilty Gear, its characters, its concepts, or any of its stuff. It belongs to Daisuke and Sammy. However, I made up the character Carrie Goldman so she's mine.

A New Knight

Step 1: First Impressions

By: HitokiriBattosaiess

(Carrie's POV)

I cautiously walked through the doors holding the paper in my hands. No, not just any paper the application so that I could finally join the Holy Knights. "Hello," my thoughts were interrupted by a kind voice. I looked up to see the speaker, a young looking man with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing the standard Holy Knights' jacket.

"Oh, hi," is said, already embarrassed, " I came to take the final test for entering the Sacred Order," I rushed through my words.

"Was your application accepted?"

"Yep!" I said and waved the page around, proving myself.

"All right," He said calmly, "My name is Ky Kiske, and I'll be asking you some questions before you take the physical test. It-"

"Physical test?" I found myself hoping that it wouldn't involve push-ups.

"Yes. We have to make sure that you can act in combat situations so that you don't get hurt. So-"

"So you have to see if I can fight?"

"Exactly," he said, not seeming to realize that I'd interrupted again, "First question, what is your name?"

(Ky's POV)

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" the young girl before me suddenly erupted.

"What?" I couldn't find any reason for her to be apologizing.

"I didn't tell you my name! That is so rude! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" she started bowing at every 'sorry,' dark brown hair falling all over her face.

"Would you answer the question please?" I couldn't help but give her a strange look.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry," she started bowing again.

"Ahem."

"Oh, yeah… I'm Carrie. Carrie Goldman," she stuck out her hand, which I shook; now impressed, at her politeness. "Nice to meet you Mr. Kiske," she grinned goofily as she shook my hand.

"Um, you can just call me Ky if it makes you feel more comfortable, Miss Carrie," I said after I shook her hand, damp from nervous perspiration.

"And you can just call me Carrie!" she said, the goofy grin changing into a grateful smile.

"All right, Carrie. Now, let's move on. How old are you?"

"I am 18 years of age! Just old enough for se-" she stopped mid-sentence, "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" she started bowing again.

I was beginning to get the impression that Carrie was a tad immature for her age. So I said, "You're 18. Old enough to be responsible an mature, right?"

"Yeah," her face brightened, "Thanks for clearing that up Ky!"

"Sure," it was nice to know that Carrie had realized that she had spoken inappropriately, "Last question," I found myself hoping that she would redeem herself with a good answer this time, "Why do you want to join the Sacred Order of the Holy Knights?"

"Oh," she said, finally sounding sure of herself, "I want to be a Holy Knight so that I can change the world and make sure that there's no more children born into war!"

I found myself staring in wonderment. Her answer was perfect, and it wasn't one of those 'to bring peace and justice' answers that came straight from a book. "Wow," I said wanting to express my astonishment aloud, "Excellent answer. Now you wait here for a while, and then you'll take the physical test."

"OK! Thanks so much!"

"For what?" I didn't feel like I had done any favors for the girl.

"Being there I guess, see ya!" she smiled brightly as I turned to walk away.

(Carrie's POV)

As the wonderful man named Ky Kiske walked away, I felt myself begin to relax. Whether this worked out or not, I would be forever grateful to him for helping me out and being so kind and understanding.

As I waited, I reanalyzed everything that had just happened. I probably freaked him out with my apologies and disturbed him with the whole 'sex' thing. (;) Great, two out of three questions wrong. I sighed, sat in one of the chairs in the lobby and put my head in my hands, staring into my lap.

Great, I continued my pessimistic train of thought, just when I meet someone nice who I think I could get along with I have to act stupid and make him think I'm an idiot. There's no way they'll let me be a Holy Knight after that. All that hard work and waiting for nothing. My life dream crushed, forever.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up and saw Ky walking towards me. I tried to smile because I didn't want him to worry about me, though I'm not sure if it came out right.

"Carrie," he said, approaching me steadily, "What's wrong?"

I looked at him intolerantly, "You think I'm mentally challenged or something don't you?" I tried to keep the angry act up but instead found myself holding back tears.

"What?" he actually sounded genuinely shocked, "Of course not! Sure you seem a little unique, but since the last question was the most important and your answer was phenomenal, my colleagues and I agree that you should take the physical test because your heart is definitely in the right place."

"Huh?" I was so happy, I let the tears fall, and soon my face became a waterfall. "Are you serious? Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" my weird habit of bowing had gotten the best of me again.

"Sure," he replied, holding out a hand, "It's clear that you really want what's right, and that's something that's getting harder to find in the younger generations."

I took his hand, and he helped me up. "Really? Thanks," I said, calming down slowly.

"All right now, why don't you dry your face, pull yourself together, and then you can come with me," he said, holding out a tissue.

"Thanks," I said, accepting it graciously, "I'd follow you anywhere."

"What was that?" he asked, looking up from a paper he had been reading.

"Oh, nothing!" I felt my face heating up. Had I actually said that aloud?

(Ky's POV)

"You ready?" I asked, staring directly into Carrie's big brown eyes, through her glasses. She nodded. "All right, come this way then." I led her to a large field, usually used for training. "What type of weapon do you use?" I asked, not sure what to expect.

"Two weapons," Carrie replied, holding two fingers up right by her face (PEACE! ), "A staff, about five feet long should do, and of course, a trusty katana!" she smiled.

"All right then," I turned to a rack full of weapons, "Here," and tossed them to the waiting girl.

She deftly caught the staff in her right hand but then fell over trying to grab the katana with her left. (Obviously right-handed.) "Oh, I am SO uncoordinated," she muttered under her breath.

"That's all right," I said, "as long as you're ready to fight."

"Fight?" she questioned, dusting off her skirt, "Fight whom?"

"Fight me."

(Carrie's POV)

"What? You?" there was no way I could fight someone who I already admired, "You? Ky Kiske?"

"Yes," Ky replied, sounding surprised at my outburst; "It's the standard test for you to fight a full fledged Knight. I won't hurt you Carrie."

"I believe you and all, but why does it have to be you?" I found myself using a whiny tone.

"That's just the rules, I suppose," he shrugged as he replied, "What's wrong with fighting me?"

"Well, it's just," I felt my cheeks turn red, yet again, "I consider you my friend."

"Oh," he still sounded surprised, but then he smiled, causing me to glow a deeper shade of red, "Well, you'll still have to fight me. Just do your best Carrie. Imagine I'm someone else."

"Like a Gear or something?" I tried to think of a way to ignore the fact that I was fighting someone who I already deeply treasured.

"If that works for you, I suppose you can," he was still smiling that blush-inducing smile.

"Mm hmm…" I nodded, trying to regain my composure. I finally felt my cheeks cool back to their normal state.

"Okay then," Ky said, still super calm, "Why don't you stand there," he pointed to a spot, "and get ready to begin," he approached the rack full of weapons.

"All right," If this is what I have to do, I thought, I'll fight as best as I can but… I have a soft spot for this man.

I slowly began to walk towards the spot that Ky had indicated, clutching my weapons tightly. "I'm ready," I said when I finally reached the right spot, "As ready as I'll ever be."

"All right," Ky now stood across from me, holding his own sword at the ready. (By the way, I'm assuming again.) "We'll begin then." He immediately began to charge towards me.

Oh my God! I tried to think of what I should do, but I couldn't, I froze. Looks like I'll just have to do this the conventional way. I dodged to the right as he whizzed by my left side, raising my katana to block his sideways strike. "Impressive," I heard him say and saw him smile. I blushed, a stupid mistake as then I felt the pain from a jab to my elbow. I smelled the blood flowing from my wound and grimaced from the pain. I managed to ignore the pain and decided that it was time to strike back.

I ran toward Ky, now back at his starting area, weapons at the ready. I flung my staff forward, only to hit his sword. I then drew my katana with my left hand and managed to draw some blood from his side. He jumped though, and managed to dodge a possible critical hit. At least the small amount of blood loss would help by slightly slowing him down.

I heard Ky touch the ground behind me. "Stun Edge!" I heard him scream out.

"What?" I turned around only to see blinding blue light and feel the pain of electricity coursing through me. I screamed but managed to shake it off. I wouldn't drop my guard again.

"Stun Edge!" the process repeated itself, and I saw the blue lightning whisk towards me. Quickly, I spun my staff and held it in front of me, absorbing most of the attack's power. After stopping Ky's attack, I looked forward and began to relax, only to see him running towards me again. I managed to block a series of jabs by reading his moves and quickly moving my katana. However, a sudden searing pain then surprised me in my leg. The smell of blood became stronger, and I realized that Ky had made a quick downward jab while I had been concentrating only on his higher ones. I swung my staff, and he backed away, giving me distance, just as I had hoped. But then he kept backing up! He must be planning something; I thought and slowly began to inch towards him, limping from my bleeding leg. Ky stared me right in the eye, silently challenging me.

I decided then to rush at him. I ran really slowly, trying to ignore the sharp pain coming from my leg. Getting a little closer, I saw Ky's expression change into one of pity. "SACRED EDGE!" that was the last thing I heard before being blinded by bluish light. I thought for an instant and quickly began spinning my staff in order to absorb the attack's power. I spun the staff and began to run forward, pushing myself to run at a normal speed despite my injuries. I held in a scream as I ran through the lightning that Ky had produced trying to ignore the pain coursing through my body, only slightly reduced by the spinning of my staff. After enduring the pain of running through the lightning, I saw Ky, who's expression automatically turned to surprise as I emerged. I used my last bit of energy to run at him, ducking as he swung at me. I jumped back up and pressed my katana against his neck, causing a little bit of blood to trickle from the tiny wound.

"You win," Ky smiled as I put down both of my weapons, exhausted beyond belief. I stood in front of Ky and smiled, exhausting any energy that may have been left in me. I felt myself giving way and falling forwards, my eyes closing as I fell directly into Ky's arms.

A while later…

(Ky's POV)

I sat, waiting. Carrie lay in the bed, still out cold, her wounds now treated. It had been a few hours, and I waited to congratulate Carrie of her victory. I watched and slowly, finally her brown eyes opened and stared up at me.

"Ky?" she questioned groggily, "Did you carry me here?"

"You didn't leave me much of a choice," I smiled, glad to see that she would be fine.

"Oh, I'm sorry-"

"No, it's no problem," I felt bad for interrupting her, but I didn't want her bowing at me again.

"Really? Alright then," she smiled, "What did you do with my glasses?"

"Oh, here," I handed her the blue horn-rimmed glasses she had been wearing, and she put them on, pushing strands of dark brown hair out of her face.

"Thanks!" she smiled, "I can clearly see you now! I didn't hurt you too much did I?"

"Oh, this?" I touched the small scab on my neck, "It's nothing." I wondered if she would willingly have sliced further if necessary.

"So now what?" she questioned, lifting the sheet that had been covering her.

"Well now you're officially a Holy Knight."

"Really!" she shrieked in excitement and jumped up, running towards me, despite the still present bandaged gash on her leg, "Thanks so much!" she then came at me with a flying hug. (GLOMP! )

"Um, Carrie," I nervously said, unsure of how to react.

"Oh, sorry," she let go, her face slightly red, "You don't want me to bow again do you?"

"Truthfully, no," I answered, "It's just…"

"-weird," she finished for me, "I don't know why I do that."

"Don't be embarrassed Carrie. You should just try to break the habit."

"Alright!" she sounded very enthusiastic, "I'll do it for you Ky! I promise!"

For me? I wondered, Oh well, I guess she's just happy. "Moving on," I continued aloud, "You're in the Sacred Order, but you have to start at the bottom."

"The bottom?"

"Yes. The bottom of the 'corporate ladder' you could say."

"Okay…"

"Well," I sighed, "You start your job as errand girl tomorrow."

"Errand girl!"

"Yes. You know, you bring the tea, food, and do other errands," I couldn't help but feel bad, "It's not up to me Carrie."

"But why?"

"They say you're 'too rash,' you rush into things. They also say you don't pay enough attention."

"They?"

"My superiors. Don't worry, I'll be overlooking you, and if I suggest it, you'll get promoted."

"So, you're my boss?"

"Basically. Well I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow," I turned to leave.

"Hey, wait!" I stopped. "I have a question."

"Yes?" I turned to face her.

"Do I get a jacket?"

"Oh, this? Sorry, but not yet."

"Aww," she hung her head, "All right then!" she was suddenly happy again, "I look forward to seeing you again!"

"As do I Carrie," and with that I left.

(Carrie's POV)

I thought over what had happened as I left the building. I'd made it! Sure, I'd have to be an errand girl for a while, but with Ky as my boss I'd surely get a promotion soon.

Ky… every thought of him made my cheeks redden and my heart quicken. What's up with that? I thought.

I remembered things that other girls had told me. "You don't know what love is? It's when you find a guy, your guy, the one that makes you feel different inside, that's love."

That was something I remembered learning, I thought I'd never feel it, not having much contact with men all my life. But… this, this feeling I got from Ky Kiske, could it be this… this 'love'? -END STEP 1

Note: Aw, what a fuzzy ending! Yeah, I don't know what caused me to write something so fuzzy but here it is! So anyway, please review and have mercy on my first ever big fight. Oh and for those of you who were wondering: Yes, I myself do truly love Ky. Hmm, I think that's all for right now so please click on that little button! -HB